Sleepy_Druid
01-07-2014, 05:53 AM
I am new here and I decided that this would be my first "large-ish" post.
So please forgive me if I uhm...did something wrong or other. And it isn't gunna be completely happy until the end so...if you like happy things skip practically the whole post. So on I go.
The earliest I saw this "thing" was at age 3 or 4, seeing it as a wispy like dark shadow at the end of my bed. It had these red eyes that would scare me so badly that I froze in place, having some little mini anxiety attack in bed. My mother had even told me, that is when I was at a good age of understanding, that even she could not sleep in that room without a nightmare occurring. She had continued to say that she would take me into her and my father's room to sleep when he was at work. Only then could we get "sleep".
Later on in my life I had encounters with other things, either while awake or dreaming, but the worst of the worst was that entity. The older I got, the clearer it became and the more curious I became in the spirit world and being true to my inner wants of becoming more connected to nature, the more it strove to enter my thoughts. I had an extremely irregular pattern of sleep due to fear of the nightmares and did not want to wake up at some random time in early morning to find something standing in my room, waiting.
At a certain time I had a very bad experience during a dream but it ended up giving me something good, which I still believe today was a guardian spirit of sorts. I would constantly ask for someone to help me, something to come and stop these negative vibes that I was having. And so I finally got my wish.
For a longer period of time, the longest I have had, this spirit would follow me, speak to me, touch me, and even sleep next to me. Many a time I would even smell a faint scent of cigarette's around me, of which I know was a trait of that spirit. As time went on, at least four years, my father and I ran into some financial problems and lost our little house, forced to move into my grampas home. Here was where the "thing" finally showed itself completely to me.
I had to sleep in my grandfathers room, which really to be honest, was completely uncomfortable and extremely awkward. He wasn't there but something was telling me to get out. I had no other bed and so I didn't have any choice but to sleep there that night. Day one consisted of me looking to the closet and seeing hands, multitudes of them, clawing at the small opening that I had accidentally left. I grabbed a cross, believing that it would cease by fearfully throwing it inside of the closet and shutting it hard. And so it did. Thus ending that night
The second night, cross still laying on the floor of the closet, I got another feeling of: "Get out" or this feeling that someone was standing directly by my side of the bed, just glaring. I looked up for a moment and realized that I began to see eyes at on the ceiling. This I didn't even let bother me and shrugged it off and fell asleep.
The last night I was in that room was the worst. I went into his bathroom which was sortive old and had a large portion of sinks and then a tiny shower and toilet. I washed my face then looked up, only to see it's true self. It actually was attempting to scare me off by "wearing" something but I am not really comfortable with saying what exactly it was "wearing" (kind've disgusting). It stood there a moment before I began to scream bloody murder and slam the door shut. That wasn't the end of it. It began to stick it's fingers beneath the door jam and so I ran to the "toilet and shower" part of the bathroom and slammed that door shut too.
It was so close now that I could hear it scraping. The smell was awful.
Then, as soon as it began it ended. I smelled the faint smell of ciggs and then a felt this weight lift from me. As if a light had shone into the room and cleared it of the fog. I still was shaken up and ran to get my dad, of whom was outside smoking at the time and told me he hadn't heard me scream at all. I was shaken up, terrified. But I knew who took that thing away. The spirit guardian that had followed me for so long.
The entity that once haunted me for so long in my life was quickly cut out when the "guardian" spirit came into play. Nowadays I say my thanks and appreciation for what that spirit allowed me to do and what it had done for me. Every now and then I'll get an answer or a feeling that he is near me again. And it makes me feel warm inside.
That whole experience pushed me into being real with my beliefs and not pushed into some sort of belief system out of fear. I can now freely believe what I wish!
Has anyone else had an experience with a "guardian spirit"?
PS: I no longer have these terrible experiences which I blame on my new sense of positivity and happiness that I get from my practice.
(Forgive me for the length of my post :T )
So please forgive me if I uhm...did something wrong or other. And it isn't gunna be completely happy until the end so...if you like happy things skip practically the whole post. So on I go.
The earliest I saw this "thing" was at age 3 or 4, seeing it as a wispy like dark shadow at the end of my bed. It had these red eyes that would scare me so badly that I froze in place, having some little mini anxiety attack in bed. My mother had even told me, that is when I was at a good age of understanding, that even she could not sleep in that room without a nightmare occurring. She had continued to say that she would take me into her and my father's room to sleep when he was at work. Only then could we get "sleep".
Later on in my life I had encounters with other things, either while awake or dreaming, but the worst of the worst was that entity. The older I got, the clearer it became and the more curious I became in the spirit world and being true to my inner wants of becoming more connected to nature, the more it strove to enter my thoughts. I had an extremely irregular pattern of sleep due to fear of the nightmares and did not want to wake up at some random time in early morning to find something standing in my room, waiting.
At a certain time I had a very bad experience during a dream but it ended up giving me something good, which I still believe today was a guardian spirit of sorts. I would constantly ask for someone to help me, something to come and stop these negative vibes that I was having. And so I finally got my wish.
For a longer period of time, the longest I have had, this spirit would follow me, speak to me, touch me, and even sleep next to me. Many a time I would even smell a faint scent of cigarette's around me, of which I know was a trait of that spirit. As time went on, at least four years, my father and I ran into some financial problems and lost our little house, forced to move into my grampas home. Here was where the "thing" finally showed itself completely to me.
I had to sleep in my grandfathers room, which really to be honest, was completely uncomfortable and extremely awkward. He wasn't there but something was telling me to get out. I had no other bed and so I didn't have any choice but to sleep there that night. Day one consisted of me looking to the closet and seeing hands, multitudes of them, clawing at the small opening that I had accidentally left. I grabbed a cross, believing that it would cease by fearfully throwing it inside of the closet and shutting it hard. And so it did. Thus ending that night
The second night, cross still laying on the floor of the closet, I got another feeling of: "Get out" or this feeling that someone was standing directly by my side of the bed, just glaring. I looked up for a moment and realized that I began to see eyes at on the ceiling. This I didn't even let bother me and shrugged it off and fell asleep.
The last night I was in that room was the worst. I went into his bathroom which was sortive old and had a large portion of sinks and then a tiny shower and toilet. I washed my face then looked up, only to see it's true self. It actually was attempting to scare me off by "wearing" something but I am not really comfortable with saying what exactly it was "wearing" (kind've disgusting). It stood there a moment before I began to scream bloody murder and slam the door shut. That wasn't the end of it. It began to stick it's fingers beneath the door jam and so I ran to the "toilet and shower" part of the bathroom and slammed that door shut too.
It was so close now that I could hear it scraping. The smell was awful.
Then, as soon as it began it ended. I smelled the faint smell of ciggs and then a felt this weight lift from me. As if a light had shone into the room and cleared it of the fog. I still was shaken up and ran to get my dad, of whom was outside smoking at the time and told me he hadn't heard me scream at all. I was shaken up, terrified. But I knew who took that thing away. The spirit guardian that had followed me for so long.
The entity that once haunted me for so long in my life was quickly cut out when the "guardian" spirit came into play. Nowadays I say my thanks and appreciation for what that spirit allowed me to do and what it had done for me. Every now and then I'll get an answer or a feeling that he is near me again. And it makes me feel warm inside.
That whole experience pushed me into being real with my beliefs and not pushed into some sort of belief system out of fear. I can now freely believe what I wish!
Has anyone else had an experience with a "guardian spirit"?
PS: I no longer have these terrible experiences which I blame on my new sense of positivity and happiness that I get from my practice.
(Forgive me for the length of my post :T )